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Alas, those days are over, so we're now forced to go to fashion shows to catch even a whiff of entitlement -- not to mention free food and drinks. Which is why, last week, we made a point of going to the launch party of Soma Management, a new San Francisco modeling agency.
The event, titled "L'Orchidée," was hosted in the third-floor ballroom of the Regency Theater building on Van Ness, a gorgeous spot replete with blood-red carpet, wood paneling, and onion-shaped stained-glass chandeliers. Most of the clothing came from Max Mara, a designer about whom we know absolutely nothing. The schedule promised some introductory remarks from Soma's Lee Morgan, however, so we weren't concerned. Besides, we were too obsessed with keeping an eye on George Lucas, who was sitting across the room. What was George Lucas doing here? Is this what George Lucas does for fun on Thursday nights when he's not making a movie? What would you do if you were George Lucas on a Thursday night and not working on a movie? We'dsit in the middle of a big room, fling wads of cash into the air, and scream, "Whee! Whee! Whee!" as our personal 'droids danced and squeaked around us. That is, we'd do anything but this.
We thought about walking over to the man himself and bringing up the matter, but soon Morgan came out to introduce the event. "Welcome to the opening of "L'Orchidée,'" she said. "Orchids are a magnificent symbol of harmony. ... Their shape provokes our imagination." She went on to talk about building relationships and about people expressing their gifts as models and healers, but she didn't talk a whole lot about fashion.
"The events of Sept. 11 ..."
Oh, Jesus."... shocked the world. More than ever, we need these ideas of beauty, fantasy, and imagination. ... Fashion unites people. It's an international language. It speaks and communicates beyond borders. We speak nonverbally, and create understanding."
And so on.
"I invite you to open your senses," Morgan continued, "and allow the sensuous world of "L'Orchidée' to come to you."
A smattering of applause, a rising velvet curtain, and there were the models, who had names you'd expect for models: Spirit, Mahogany, Heather, Valentina, Whitney, Niccole. They wore coats, which came in many colors and styles; the coats looked warm. Afterward, waiters wearing festive eye masks came in bearing cones of crab and tuna. While waiting for the evening-wear show, we flipped through our complimentary copy of MM Magazine, a biannual journal promoting Max Mara's clothing line. "Finally," we thought, "we'll get some answers." There were features on Paris Hilton, William Wegman, and "A Style Called Connecticut Zen," as well as a short item on an up-and-coming fashionable neighborhood -- the Bronx, "traditionally famous for armed gangs, drug pushers and prostitutes (remember the film The Bonfire of the Vanities?)."
No, but we've read the book. We left after the slinky dresses and formal wear, going out as waiters bearing trays of filet mignon headed in, bringing the sensuous world of "L'Orchidée" to us.
3. printCafe has attempted to ascertain the legal names of Ex-DLJ, sucky-me, and idiot! by contacting Phillip Kaplan, the owner of FC.com, by telephone, email and facsimile. To date, however, Mr. Kaplan has refused to respond to printCafe's repeated requests to discuss this issue.
4. Moreover, within days of printCafe's trying to contact Mr. Kaplan, Mr. Kaplan changed the contact information for FC.com from his real address to the following fictitious and offensive phone number: 69 Fuck You Street, Assville, Nowhere 90210, US, (900) 244-2625.
Because SF Weekly's phone system doesn't permit employees to make 1-900 calls, we were forced to guess what (900) 244-2625 spells. So far as we can tell, it's AHI-COAL. Or BIG-COCK.
We report. You decide.
Three weeks and one defamation lawsuit later, the Chronicle ran a good-sized correction. No, the newspaper didn't have documents showing that the Global Relief Foundation and the Benevolence International Foundation were under investigation for possible terrorist money-laundering activities. Rather, the "documents obtained by The Chronicle" proved only that a few Bay Area residents, many of whom were quoted breathlessly throughout the story as being terrified their money was being funneled to Osama bin Laden, had given money to the two charities. Long after the jump from Page A1 to A12, the Chronicle mentioned an earlier Los Angeles Times story on a confidential Treasury Department memo asking state charity officials for information about eight Muslim groups in the United States, including the two featured in the Chronicle account. The story acknowledged that the government had neither contacted the groups nor frozen their assets, but hinted darkly that the Treasury Department was "expected to add to the list [of asset-frozen groups] again today."